Roger Noons
a mug of cocoa containing a shot of whisky
‘You’re through to Andy, caller, please state your name
and ask your question.’
‘Good evening
Andy, my name’s Tom.’
‘Hiya Tom, how
can I help you?’
‘Well, I’m a
bit worried, I think my wife’s got another man.’
Oh my God,
thought the producer, not another one.
‘What is it
makes you think that Tom? Presumably you have good reason.’
‘Yes, she’s
gone off, you know, er making love and when I ring up during the day she’s never
there.’
‘And where
does she say she is, presumably you’ve asked her?’
‘Yes, but she
just says she was out.’
‘No doubt she
does need to go out during the daytime, shopping or visiting friends. Does she
have a job?’
‘Yes, but she
works from home, that’s why I’m surprised that she seems to be out so
much.’
‘The obvious
thing Tom is to ask her.’
‘Ask her
what?’
‘If she’s
seeing another guy, you know, having an affair.’
‘I can’t
possibly do that.’
‘Why on earth
not, if it’s worrying you so much.’ There was a silence and Andy was just about
to ask if he was still there, when Tom said.
‘She might say
yes.’
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